I’ve been sitting here just thinking about this.
At first I thought being a teenager. I had my first son when I was 20, so I had a rough time realizing it was time to be an adult because I had to transition so quickly when I graduated from high school.
That was difficult, but it didn’t end me, I mean I grew up faster than my ex-husband. I truly think it ended him.
Then I thought college. I went back and finished college in my 30’s and at the time I was a single mom, but, it was the first time in a long time, that people supported me. Not my ex or his family they have always been horrible, but people who really appreciated me, and supported my dream.
Then I thought leaving my job as a police dispatcher. That was hard. I don’t think it was the hardest thing, but I knew it was the right thing. That job was slowly killing me.
I think as life goes on everyone has a hard time letting go of something or someone. There are going to be many things.
That is all, have a good Friday everyone.
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